Little people

[...] are like dots on a grid so that, everytime something goes wrong with your direction, you can jump one dot or reach for the one to your right or left and you can then call it fate or take the whole credit for having acted. Intertwined, similar, more or less reachable or desirable, yet belonging to you and making you belong to them, for each and one of them corresponds to one of your actions, thoughts or memories. And big people are just bigger dots on the same grid. [...]

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Again we go round and round
I’ll get the drinks
It’s always my round

Ah piss off.